Protected: BOUND TO THE BEAST : CHAPTER 41 – 50
BOUND TO THE BEAST : CHAPTER 41 – 50
Written by Presh Alicia Daisy.
Rated 18+
𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐒 𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐈: 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐃𝐇𝐎𝐒𝐓
“Isn’t he quite a beauty?” Slave master Boris inched closer to Slave master Gaine and whispered with a low voice.
“He is,” Gaine reluctantly agreed, also observing the young prince. Then he sighed, “However, I would appreciate it if you kept your hands to yourself, Boris.
We are already short on slaves because you take an interest in each and every one of them.
Have you forgotten what happened last time?”
Boris averted his gaze, “I lost control. It won’t happen again—”
“Damn right it won’t,” Gaine interrupted, now giving Boris his full attention. “The new slave you’re ogling is replacing the one you strangled to death in the barn because she wouldn’t stop screaming while you brutally raped her dry, without any sort of preparation.
I had to plead extensively to be sent another slave. It will be even more difficult if you do shit again and we ever have to replace this young male.
So whatever absurd thoughts are crossing your mind, discard them immediately.
I would not tolerate losing more slaves because you cannot keep it in your breeches.”
Boris seethed with anger as he watched Gaine depart. How dare Gaine order him around? Attempt to dictate whom he could and could not bed?
He would have the pretty little prince. And, he would have him soon.
Just then, his eyes caught sight of cute Amie as she she took an order that would lead her to the inner room. A predatory smile crept across Boris’s lips.
The girl glanced around, searching for him, and Boris pretended to be occupied, feigning cluelessness. When he glanced back, he saw that Amie had already slipped into the inner room.
Boris quickly followed. He stepped into the cramped space and locking the door behind him. The sound of the door made Amie flinch.
“Master Boris,” she greeted. Her expression mirrored that of a deer caught in the headlights.
“You do not appear thrilled to see me, little Amie. Come now, untie your garments for me.” Boris smirked, “Do not keep me waiting.”
Fear flickered in Amie’s eyes, and she swallowed tightly. “But the customer—”
“Untie. Your. Garment.”
Amie dropped the wine bottle, causing it to clatter, and her trembling hands began working on the rope that held her uniform together at her chest.
She untied the knot and pulled down the flimsy undergarment, revealing her creamy, plump, and exposed breasts before Boris’s predatory gaze.
Boris closed the distance between them, cupping the full globes and roughly kneading them.
He smirked as Amie winced in pain. Locking eyes with her, he pinched her nipples hard.
She cried out, instinctively raising her hands to protect her breasts, but he slapped her hands away.
Lowering his head, he greedily sucked on her hardened peaks, nibbling and biting them harshly.
BOUND TO THE BEAST : CHAPTER 41 – 50
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